You chase the fire

You paint the signs

I walk the wire

You shout the lines

There was a time when my mind

was made up by you.

Is this a deja vu or am I

just missing you.

I've been here before and lived

to the thrill of it all.

I might be in the dark

but I'm watching you.

You chase the fire,

but you can't take the heat.

You slay the lion,

but you won't taste the meat

Your look was all it took

to get me hooked on you

My eyes were closed

but now I'm watching you

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There was a time when my lines

were made up by you.

Is this a web of lies,

or am I just seeing through

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